In a flurry of quiet but vibrant colour, a red-haired young woman came to join him by the zebra enclosure. Rather improper though it was to observe a strange woman alone, Djura could not help but notice that she smelled of wild things. Perhaps she worked here. Perhaps she did not like visitors straying so far from the large herd of paying gawkers.

Loathe though he was to have his solitary moment interrupted, one person was not a crowd, and so he could handle this changed situation, giving a curt but polite nod of greeting. "No, miss. But it is my first time wondering if it is fair to confine these creatures so."